The Spirit of Truth

The constant of entrapment into reflectivity

In the mirror of the mirror grew a forest of reflection.
And when in the reflection a quarter was fulfilled,
human was born in the mirror.

And human lived in the forest of his own mirror
through the eyes of others,
or in the forest of the mirror of others
through his own eyes.

And it was He who lived in him in the mirror,
and He who went into the forest of his reflection
and completed it to the half.

And it was He who lived in him in the mirror,
and He who is going into the forest of his reflection
to complete it to the whole.

And the constant of entrapment into reflectivity will no longer exist.

Here where you are

Do not try to be alive at all costs
in front of other people’s eyes,
so that you do not sight your own darkness
in their eyes.

It is enough to just be here where you are,
have been and will be,
and they will find you within themselves.

The face of life

Life has one face
and many colours.

Do not steal my face for your colours,
but bestow your face to me
so that I can bestow mine to you.

Woe to you if you remain a colour without a face,
and blessed if you become the face of my smile.

A child of one-sidedness

You were a child of one-sidedness,
playing with your mirror
and turning it as you pleased.

Now one-sidedness in you is awakening,
and is moving you among the cyborgs,
if there is no one within you
to position you among the people
outside any sides.

The rhythm of creation

Is it possible to catch the rhythm of a cat
wagging its tail?
In the same way, you cannot catch your own rhythm
as long as you live your own way.

But when you will no longer be,
the rhythm of creation will be in you
and you in the rhythm of creation
of the eternal symphony.

But so, you only chase yourself
with tunes of lust
until the day of complete submission.

The eternal face of our compassion

Each front has its back.
Your face is the face of deceit,
for you only live your back.

Are you selling your back as your face
for the trifle of transience,
or do you offer it in sympathy
with the helplessness of us all?

When two put their backs together,
the eternal face of our compassion will rise.

Do not ask yourself,
“When? How? Why?”,
because you will know it from your face.
When you will not bear to look at it anymore,
it will be over,
because only you know
the deception of your own face.

So you wake up in your own morning

You were born into this world
like a flower that opens in foreign mornings
and dies in its own evening.

Do not chase the foreign in your own
trying to overcome this world,
but fall asleep
so you wake up in your own morning.

Belief in own power

It was a time of light,
where man trusted in the power of the lineage of light
and believed that somewhere in night sky
there was a star of his name.

And it was a time of power,
where man trusted in the power of the lineage of man
and in his statue.

And now is the time
when man believes in his own power
and draws his lineage on his own skin
and light into his own world.

But there are countless worlds now.
Are you someone’s world
or just a vigil for the dead
who fade away in time?

Who will watch over you
when the world of worlds is gone
and the light of lights is extinguished,
if you have stood in no one’s name
but your own?

A life of immediacy

The world of reversed words is dead.
Only the spirit of the broken cups still branches
and reveres the shards of its own cups as shrines.

Are you not just emptiness
and to others just a shard that thunders over your own
when you are no longer in others?

Did you give anyone anything to drink,
did you at least know how to comfort someone,
so that you could become a life of immediacy
in them?

Waters of God

Do not fight for the worldly existence
which the Lord in you is taking care of.
Fight for the otherworldly existence,
which you in the Lord are taking care of.

If the Lord is water in your troughs,
be water in His troughs as well,
so that you do not just remain a dry trough
that does not pass away.

Did you dream of yourself in the waters of God,
or of the waters of God in you?
You will know this
when the waters burst out into the day.